too-cute-fandom asked: You drop down at the door to your moirail's house. Man, his place looked a lot different before he godtiered. You didn't really remember much about the before picture, and it's enough to be really rather offputting. Still, LoTAT is LoTAT and Johnny is your Nny-nny. You wondered if he was already your moirail by now in this part of the timeline. You give the door a quick rap with the back of your knuckle and try your best to fake a little kid voice. "Mistew Nny! Hewwooo~ooo! Awe you home?"
Hearing your moirail’s voice, you walk over to the door, a little sluggish from not having slept much lately. Too much computer and too many slushies.
You unlock and open it, rubbing your one eye slightly.
'Sup, Cute… You got a cold or som-…
What the hell?!
You can hardly believe your own eyes. Either someone’s cosplaying your moirail, or magic anon shenanigans happened.
You let a barking laugh escape your throat when you see your dear sweet Johnny’s eyes get wider than yours are normally at this point in the timeline. You beam down at him, a little taller than he is. You could have sworn he was taller.
Hey Johnny! Naw, no cold. Unless colds suddenly cause puberty. Then yeah, I’m hit with a strong one.
You purr softly. He was around your age again. It was weird seeing him a similar age, but it’s still your Johnny all the same. Well, with a little less hair. That startled you a little. You forgot about the hair thing.
Man, you look a lot different…But that’s expected. How are things between us in this neck of the timeline? We’re moirails by now, right?
Uh, things’re good, I suppose…
You mumble as you try to make heads and tails of what’s standing before you. A grown-up Cute. Mature. Not a little kid any more. And apparently, it’s not a cosplayer.
Wait, did you get magic anon’d again?!…
You burst out, assuming the role of your second-favourite super hero, Captain Obvious.